Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

After escaping from the square of Tongming Palace, everything in front of him immediately became gray.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining, but when it fell on Jueling Island, it seemed to be stained with a layer of gray.

Chen Yuan looked at Ji Laogui and the other two flying in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, why don't you take action outside the Huangsha Secret Realm?"

Ji Laogui and the other two were not far from Chen Yuan and Yuntian Patriarch, only less than ten miles away. If Yuntian Patriarch wanted to take action, he could catch up immediately.

Yuntian Patriarch said lightly: "My friend, you don't know that you can't act casually in Jueling Island, otherwise there will be thunder punishment. Only in the space secret realm can you kill people."

Chen Yuan looked surprised: "There are such rules? I am ignorant and embarrassed you."

"It is common sense that you are entering Jueling Island for the first time and you are a casual cultivator. You don't know the inside story. Remember not to act casually to avoid thunder punishment." Yuntian Patriarch said.

"Yes, I dare not act on my own. I will obey the orders of my predecessors." Chen Yuan said with lingering fear.

Ancestor Yuntian smiled and said, "My friend's speed is a bit slow. I will help you."

He raised his sleeves and flicked them, sending out a ray of light to wrap Chen Yuan. His speed increased sharply, and he soon caught up with Ji Laogui and the other two and surpassed them.

Ji Laogui snorted coldly and also sent out a ray of light to wrap Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan and catch up.

But his cultivation was lower, and there were two people around him, so his speed was much slower than that of Ancestor Yuntian.

Chen Yuan saved a lot of energy by flying with the help of Ancestor Yuntian's light, and spread his consciousness to check the surrounding situation.

All he saw were ruins, broken mountains, and scorched earth, leaving all kinds of traces.

Miles-long sharp sword marks, claw marks a hundred feet in size, and scorched earth a hundred miles after the flames burned, all exuded a sense of decay, a scene of ruin after a war.

They silently told the cruelty of the war that year, allowing people today to get a glimpse of the peerless means of the ancient great powers.

But there were no corpses or any remaining magic weapons on the ground.

The corpses and magic weapons were not taken away by the cultivators who entered the Jueling Island before. When the Jueling Island was first opened, the island looked like this.

After the Yuqinghai cultivator entered the Jueling Island, he could only see the remains of the battlefield.

No one knew how the war happened, who the participants were, and what the final victory was.

The cultivators of the ten major sects of Jiuxianzhou had also entered the Jueling Island, but these ancient Xuanmen, which had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, knew nothing about the war that took place in ancient times.

Only the Jueling Island, as a battlefield, remained, opened once every hundred years, and silently welcomed the cultivators and monsters entering the island.

Chen Yuan recalled the secrets of Jueling Island that he had heard from the master of the sect before Master Qingyou entered Jueling Island, and was secretly shocked.

With Master Qingyou's memory, how could he not know that he could not take action in Jueling Island, otherwise he would be punished by thunder.

But since he was a casual cultivator, he could only pretend to be ignorant in front of Patriarch Yuntian, which could also reduce Patriarch Yuntian's vigilance against him.

Jueling Island is vast and boundless. From the outside, it looks only a few hundred miles in size, but in fact, it has been used with spatial magic, and the inside is enough to be ten thousand miles in radius.

Patriarch Yuntian took Chen Yuan and fled thousands of miles. The speed of escape suddenly slowed down, and his expression became much more solemn.

In the void ahead, there were several white cracks quietly hanging in the air. Each crack was several feet long and several inches wide, as if someone had left a sword mark in the air with a flying sword. In the blue sky, it was very inconspicuous.

But Chen Yuan recognized the origin of the white cracks at a glance. This was the space crack he had seen in the secret realm of Wentian Ding.

His face changed slightly, and he retreated several feet.

Space cracks are extremely dangerous. Not to mention Jindan cultivators, even Yuanying cultivators swallowed by space cracks will not escape death.

According to legend, only the tenth-level demon king of the Kunyu clan can rely on his innate magical powers to travel in space cracks.

"The next road is full of space cracks, which is extremely dangerous. Don't walk around." The old ancestor Yuntian warned.

"Don't worry, senior, I dare not joke with my life." Chen Yuan's expression became serious.

The old ancestor Yuntian nodded, turned his body, bypassed a space crack, and flew forward.

Chen Yuan followed behind him, flying slowly, not daring to deviate a bit.

The two escaped for dozens of miles, and the space cracks became more and more dense, with one every thirty feet.

At this time, Ji Laogui, Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan caught up from behind, and also walked through the space cracks very carefully.

From here, even if you enter the depths of Jueling Island.

The further you go in, the denser the space cracks.

There was even an invisible space crack at the core of Jueling Island, and at least five Nascent Soul cultivators were swallowed by it.

This was seen by people. I don’t know how many lone Nascent Soul cultivators died under the space crack.

Not long after, the figure of Taoist Yunhe also appeared in the back, following behind Ji Laogui and the other two, and fled forward.

Chen Yuan was delighted. Taoist Yunhe was indeed here to fight for the Fulong Chizhen Vine. The more people participated, the more muddy the water would be.

Because they were afraid of thunder punishment, the three Nascent Soul cultivators did not fight each other, but just hurried on their own.

After escaping for dozens of miles, a forest of several acres suddenly appeared in front of them. The green trees were lush and leafy, which was incompatible with the barren and broken land.

But around this forest, there was a faint silver-gray light curtain, surging like water waves. Behind a layer of light curtain, there was dry and cracked earth outside, but towering trees inside.

Ancestor Yuntian didn't even look at the forest and continued on his way.

Chen Yuan looked at the forest, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, he retracted his gaze, followed Ancestor Yuntian, and flew over the forest.

This forest is the entrance to a space secret realm. As long as you pass through the silver-gray light curtain, you can enter this secret realm.

There are many space secret realms distributed on Jueling Island, and the Yellow Sand Secret Realm is one of them.

Most of these secret realms are already in ruins, and you can enter them to look for treasures.

But there are also several space secret realms that are extremely dangerous. Even if a Yuanying cultivator enters them, there is a risk of falling.

The Yellow Sand Secret Realm is one of them. If a human cultivator enters it, his strength will be greatly reduced.

If the demon race enters it, they will immediately be swallowed by the strange demon aura that permeates the entire secret realm, and no bones will be left.

If not, with the powerful demon body of the transformed demon king, human cultivators will never be able to get involved in the Fulong Chizhen Vine.

Chen Yuan wanted to enter this secret space to search for treasures, but the only thing Yuntian Patriarch had in mind was the Fulong Chizhen Vine, so he had to give up the idea.

He fled forward another hundred miles. Every ten feet, there was a space crack. Chen Yuan fled slower and followed closely behind Yuntian Patriarch.

At this moment, a well-preserved mountain appeared in front of him, about three hundred feet high. The mountain was full of ruins, but there were more than a dozen buildings that were roughly intact, and it seemed that they were not affected by the war that year. (End of this chapter)